These monstrosities were becoming more and more of a NUISANCE after every single time he had the DISPLEASURE of looking at them. Pulling his short sword out of the large skull of the now dead demon on the ground. A heavy sigh left his lips as he continued walking his way to the next village that would HOPEFULLY have some decent beer. It had been a few months since these creatures started appearing regularly. He knew Dracula must have been behind all of this. He was the only being POWERFUL enough to amass and army of demons this size. He scoffed, if the CHURCH wanted to fight of the creatures of the night with prayer alone then good luck to them. He couldn’t really bring himself to care about these people and their IGNORANCE. They didn’t want his families help, and they won’t get.
Pausing for a moment, turning slightly. There was something out there or someone. Before he could investigate further a SCREECH came from above him. “ Jesus fucking Christ ” Growling to himself. Thrusting himself away from the demons claws, barrel rolling to the edge of the treeline. Looks like there was only one this time, lucky for him. Grabbing the handle of his whip, he readied himself for an oncoming attack.
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